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04-01-2005, 06:40 PM
MIR - A Trip to Heaven and Back (MMF, blkmail, preg)
By Kristen Kathleen Becker
Shannon Bennet could barely think; the tremendous
pressure she was experiencing was even more than she
had been prepared to expect. At 20-plus G's her mind
was numb, and she felt herself blacking out.
Fear and excitement coursed through her tense body,
each emotion battling for domination. To help combat
the stress that threatened to overpower her senses,
Shannon thought back to the events that had put her
in the padded seat aboard the Space Shuttle Atlantis,
heading for a nine-month mission on the Russian Space
Station MIR-19.
It had been a long ride, much longer than the two days,
three hours, 49 minutes that this journey to the
MIR-19 would take. It started four years ago, almost to
the day.
Shannon's mind ranged back to those first days of
training in Star City, Russia; the shared training with
her fellow-astronauts and the MIR-19's primary and
backup crew members.
How strange everything had been back then. She was
amazed how comforting those memories were to her in
the present stressful situation.
This seventh joint mission to the MIR-19 was critical.
A lot was riding on her unique experience as a top
systems analyst. She was the best flight systems
specialist at NASA, and that was the only reason she
was there. Shannon knew that the bigwigs at Mission
Control hadn't really wanted a woman for this mission.
With a faint smile, she thought: 'Well, you just
don't have a choice now, do you?'
It had been a tough, uphill fight to get to the top,
but she'd made it. It was truly the best feeling she'd
ever had, finding that she'd won a place on this
mission.
As the sounds of a distant mechanical voice popped and
crackled in her earphones, she was brought back to the
present. "STS-89 Atlantis, this is Ground Control.
Please remit status in 10..."
Shannon knew the main boosters were about to fall away
and, sure enough, within seconds of the ground contact,
there was a bump, then silence... What a feeling, to be
released from the titanic force of the booster engines
and to be in the silence of space, drifting toward
their destination at 17,800 miles per hour!
Shannon heard Mike Warren, mission commander, respond
loud and clear: "Mission control, STS-89, status clear,
time Zulu 0098/24, AOK."
She was glad to know for sure that everything had
gone well. No matter how exciting a space mission might
be, there was always an underlying fear that something
would go wrong.
Mike turned in his padded seat and smiled at her,
giving a thumbs-up sign. "We're on our way! What a
sight, huh?"
Shannon looked out through the superplex view screen,
and agreed it was truly awe-inspiring ... space in its
enormity. Yes, it was truly humbling.
*
The next two days were uneventful. The daily routine
was simple, devised to reach their destination as fast
as possible: Keep the instruments transmitting; eat;
sleep; stay alert. One thing Shannon wasn't too happy
about was the waste management system. She'd never
gotten used to peeing through a catheter, and was
looking forward to the gravity cell on MIR-19. There'd
be a toilet there that would work more or less
normally, even a static shower, and after two days in
space that seemed like a luxury.
They were now in MIR-19's vicinity. Their equipment
told them the station should be visible, but though
Shannon had been looking intently for the Russian space
vehicle she was still unable to see anything man-made.
Just then a shout in her earphone exclaimed: "Look at
that!"
She quickly looked round, and saw a strange metallic
shape moving past their craft.
The commander said: "Space crud. We must be close to
the MIR now. Kind of a shame that man has to dump his
garbage into space."
Shannon looked carefully at the object sailing by, and
noted that it was a net bag, full of refuse; she saw a
'Coke' can in the garbage held together by the net.
"Well, it looks like they get all the comforts of
home," she murmured, to no one in particular.
Suddenly a shining star appeared ... No, it was the
sun, reflecting off the MIR's solar array. How beau-
tiful it looked, hanging there in space, all bright
and shiny.
Shannon had heard so much about the ageing space
station that she'd pictured it a rusting hulk, or
pitted shell. But this craft looked almost new, at
least from a distance.
*
Docking was a real effort. Even with the NASA-designed
module, it took almost three hours before the air-locks
could be safely opened.
The first thing Shannon saw through the open hatch was
the face of Nikolai Budarin. He had smoky gray eyes,
pitch-black hair and a smiling face. She had trained
with Nikolai almost a year and a half ago. He was from
Kirya settlement, Chuvashia, Russia, and he had a wife,
Marina, and two sons.
He reached through the hatch, and said in Russian:
"Shannon, good to see you again!"
Another of Shannon's many talents was that she could
speak Russian fluently, while her fellow NASA crew-
members had only rudimentary Russian-language skills.
She radiated her warmest smile at Nikolai and said:
"I'm happy to see you too, Niko. I've also been looking
forward to getting out of this suit and into something
a little more comfortable." Smiling broadly, Nikolai
pulled her through the hatch into the space station.
Over the next five hours all the supplies were trans-
ferred, and Scott Miller, her colleague who had been
on the station for the past six months, was back aboard
the Atlantis. There was no time to waste on this trip.
The Atlantis had her own mission to complete, and was
scheduled to leave right after transfer was complete.
Shannon watched as the two crafts parted and her fellow
American crew-members disappeared into the night of
outer space.
Nikolai was watching Shannon's face as she leaned into
the observation bubble to watch her friends sail away
on their mission. He was glad she was there, having
always been fascinated by her almost male drive. Yes,
he was a liberated citizen of a country that had
dropped the bourgeois notion that women are the fairer
sex.
However, if the truth be known, his society was as
sexist as any other, and it amazed him to see a female
with such a drive to succeed. It was a great turn-on
for him, since he was used to little women, who stood
behind their men. It's what he thought he wanted when
he married Marina.
As the last trace of the Atlantis disappeared into
space, Shannon turned back to her new surroundings.
She noticed that the only other occupant of their
little world, Valeri Korzun, the MIR-19 commander, was
staring at her.
She wasn't sure, but she thought she saw a glint in his
eye that might spell trouble in the future. Shannon had
always been good at reading people's intentions; it was
one reason why she'd been so successful in her career.
She'd always been aware of her striking good looks.
Sometimes they'd been a hindrance. Men always responded
to her appearance, sometimes not taking her as serious-
ly as she deserved; at least, until they got to know
her. This Korzun fellow looked as if he might be one of
those.
Thinking about it, Shannon realized that the man had
been in that confined space for almost a year. Maybe he
was just a little uptight; if so, she couldn't really
blame him under the circumstances.
That night, after sorting out her personal space
arrangements, Shannon found herself was more than ready
for a sleep period.
After dinner she could hardly keep her eyes open. The
events of the day must have been tougher on her than
she'd supposed. So, with an apology, she took herself
off to bed.
She was grateful that the MIR-19 space station's small
pressurization allowed the wearing of normal clothing.
She was also glad to have changed into her uniform of
the day: running shorts, sweatshirt and aerobic shoes.
They would comprise her uniform for the next nine
months, she thought, just before drifting into dream-
less slumber.
*
Shannon's eyes snapped open. Something, or someone,
was touching her thigh. She quickly moved into a
defensive posture and glared at ... NIKOLAI! "What in
hell do you think you're doing, Niko?" She was shocked
that her friend could behave like that to a profes-
sional colleague. Sure, maybe that Korzun guy, but not
Niko!
"Shannon, I'm sorry. It's just that I've been here so
many months, and I've really got to have relief. You
looked so inviting, and we are friends, after all. I
thought you might help me with ..." His voice tailed
away and his eyes fell to the floor plates.
"I can't believe you said that, Niko! You sound like a
teenage boy," Shannon said, in an exasperated tone.
Nikolai's reply came in an earnest whisper: "That's all
very well for you to say. You're a rich American, and
you people get your own compartments, while Korzun and
I must share a small space together. When can a man
find relief if he has no privacy?"
"Well, this is hardly private now, is it? There are
two of us here, just like there are two of you out
there," Shannon whispered back, frowning at the dark-
haired young man.
Nikolai looked earnestly up at her from his crouching
position beside her bunk. "I am a man, and you are a
woman. There is no shame to have sexual things between
a man and a woman. But there is between two men."
"Well you can forget it, Niko, 'cause while I'm here
there still won't be any sex between a man and a
woman."
"Shannon, even if we do not have actual 'sex' you could
still help me so much. Please, Shannon. I beg you."
He was looking really uncomfortable, and when Shannon's
gaze moved from his face to his body she saw that he
was covering his crotch.
"But, Nikolai, you're married, and you have children.
What you ask isn't right," she said.
Nikolai didn't reply this time; he stood up and sat on
the edge of Shannon's bunk. While she watched, the
young cosmonaut unzipped his trousers and, to Shannon's
surprise, a fully erect penis surged out through the
opening. She'd expected to see bulging underwear, but
he obviously wasn't wearing any.
He looked at her pleadingly while she contemplated his
erection, which was pointing straight toward the
ceiling. He did look interesting. He also appeared
truly distressed, Shannon thought, a little guiltily.
Then she had an idea. Perhaps she could carry out a
scientific study into the sexual drive of men in con-
ditions of weightlessness. She hesitated a moment
longer, then tentatively reached out a hand and touched
the man's throbbing member.
She pulled back sharply when he almost jumped to a
standing position at her touch.
"I apologize, Shannon. Please continue. I promise to
hold still, but you startled me for a moment. I am
quite painfully aroused to be here with you."
Shannon reached out again for the stiff member and
smoothed her hand along its long hot shaft. She
marveled at Nikolai's response; his whole body was
trembling at her simple touch. She gently grasped his
cock and began pulling at the taut skin of the smooth
shaft as she began to masturbate her friend.
Shannon had another surprise when Niko began shooting
sperm onto her and into the almost weightless air in
her bunk area after just three or four pumping motions,
gasping aloud as he came.
She stopped her hand action and reached for a cloth as
quickly as she could. Nikolai took over from her when
she stopped, and continued frantically pumping his
swollen cock, spurting his seed into the cloth that
Shannon held out for that purpose.
At last, after at least 10 huge spurts of come,
followed by lesser dribbles, Nikolai slumped onto the
bunk with a huge sigh of relief.
It was hard to believe one man could have manufactured
so much sperm, but it was so in Nikolai's case. Shannon
began to giggle quietly at the sight of this big man so
obviously dependent on her. It was a new feeling for
her.
As she looked at Nikolai's recumbent form, sexual
images began filtering into her mind. Impulsively she
leaned over and began to lick the still-erect penis.
She'd done this in the past for several of her boy-
friends, and knew how much men liked it.
She thought it would be interesting to see what effect
it would have on a man who had come just once in over
six months.
It had the desired effect, Nikolai beginning to groan
aloud as Shannon moved her tongue over the surface of
his bloated sex organ. Encouraged by his reaction, she
took his cockhead as deep into her mouth as she could,
swirling her tongue around the shaft at the same time.
She admitted to herself that he felt delicious against
her tongue, and that his reaction to her ministrations
were making her quite wet.
In something less than a minute, Shannon's mouth filled
up with Niko's hot sticky come. She immediately pulled
her mouth off the swollen spurting cock, collecting the
residue of the sperm in her palm while Niko's hips
thrust backand forth as he desperately emptied his body
of the rest of his unwanted seed.
As his orgasm came to an end he slowed his humping
motions and opened his eyes, just in time to see
Shannon licking his sperm from her palm. It was the
most erotic thing he'd ever seen, this beautiful
American girl drinking his hot Russian sperm. He was
consumed with lust for her; he didn't know whether he
could live if she refused him sex after this.
They both looked up, startled, when Commander Valeri
Korzun suddenly entered the compartment. He gaped at
the scene. Nikolai lay sprawled, semi-naked, on the
American woman's bunk, and what he realized was that
his fellow-cosmonaut's come was dripping from her lips.
Shannon, remembering herself, now jumped up, almost
hitting her head against the bulkhead, at the same time
offloading Nikolai onto the floor.
Korzun saw fear cross her face. This episode could end
Shannon's career, as well as Nikolai's. Korzun liked
that. He liked to have the upper hand. He'd wanted to
have the American woman when he first saw her. He also
knew that she'd rejected him at the beginning. He could
tell that right away. It didn't matter. If she was
enough of a slut to have sexual relations with Nikolai,
then she was going to have them with him too.
Thoughts like this ran through Valeri Korzun's brain
as he watched the couple squirming around, trying to
clean up the mess they'd made.
Without a word, he turned around in the cubicle
entrance and returned to his own bunk. If Nikolai and
Shannon could have seen his face, they would have found
it wearing a satisfied smile.
*
When the sleep period was officially over, Shannon
reluctantly joined the other crew members. She wasn't
at all happy about what had happened five hours
earlier. How could she have done that? Sure, she'd felt
sorry for Nikolai, and she had, she guessed, thought it
would do no harm to give him a helping hand, so to
speak. But, looking back at the event, she realized it
had been a huge mistake, and she now dreaded facing
both men.
What Shannon didn't know was that things were worse
even than she imagined. When Nikolai left her cubicle
hours earlier, Valeri Korzun had confronted him, and
said that unless he, Korzun, could participate in their
sexual activities he would report both Shannon and
Nikolai.
As a participant, of course, he'd have to keep quiet.
He also said that he'd been on the station twice as
long as Nikolai, and therefore needed sex with a woman
twice as much as Nikolai did.
Nikolai was at first upset by these suggestions, but
he soon understood that if he couldn't convince the
American that it was in her interests to cooperate,
they'd both be disgraced and thrown out of the space
program.
*
Shannon stepped hesitantly from her cubicle into the
main cabin. She intended trying to pretend that nothing
had happened, and was determined to keep on the
straight and narrow from now on. Korzun immediately
came toward her.
In a gruff Russian voice he said: "We will return to
your room, woman. I need to have sex with you."
Shannon started, and swung around to stare at the man
as if he'd hit her. "What are you saying, Valeri?
Please don't be so rude! I won't stand for it; do you
understand me?"
"I understand you very well," he answered. "In my
country we know how to treat your kind. How do you say
it? Barefoot, pregnant, and in the kitchen!" He laughed
harshly at his own joke while Nikolai stood behind him,
a sour expression on his face.
Shannon appealed to Nikolai: "Please tell him that it
wasn't sex we had. Tell him, Niko!"
Nikolai looked ruefully at her. "Shannon, we have been
caught, and now have no choice but to be nice to
Commander Korzun. Do you want to stay in the Shuttle-
MIR program? If you are nice to him, he will be in the
same boat as us, and could not speak against us without
harming himself."
Shannon stood with her feet firmly planted, looking at
Nikolai as if he were a bug on a dissecting table. She
then looked at Korzun, and knew instantly what she had
to do. She'd have to get Valeri off first, and then,
probably, have to keep doing the same for both men for
the whole of her assigned time on the station.
Well, if that was what it took... She was a big girl,
she'd gotten herself into this situation, and she could
handle a little male masturbation if that would get her
out of it.
"Okay, Valeri. Quit standing there and come into my
room, and we'll get this over with!" She shot a
disgusted glance over her shoulder at Nikolai as she
followed Korzun into her cubicle.
Once inside, Shannon said in a matter-of-fact voice:
"Look, Valeri, I guess I understand where you're coming
from, being here without any privacy for over a year.
I'm willing to masturbate you, and Nikolai too, but not
every day, and nothing more than masturbation. That
little scene you saw last sleep period was a mistake,
and I don't plan on giving any more blow-jobs.
Understood?"
Korzun unsnapped his pants, then lowered both pants and
underwear in one motion. Shannon was surprised to see
how fit he looked. He was very pale, having been
'inside' for over a year, but his stomach muscles
rippled as he stood erect. And speaking of 'erect', he
had the largest man-pole she'd ever seen. It had to be
at least ten inches long, and she wasn't even sure that
she could get her fingertips to touch around the shaft.
It looked amazing.
He swaggered over to her bunk and sat down. Taking his
pants the rest of the way off, and pulling his sweat-
shirt off over his head, he sat back naked, looking at
her. "Well, why don't you undress, woman?"
Shannon answered: "I don't need to do that to get you
off, Valeri. You just sit there and let me do my thing,
okay?" She stepped up to Korzun and reached for his
monster cock.
"Not so fast, woman! I like my women to be naked ... It
makes us more equal. I don't want just to be mastur-
bated. I want the pleasure of seeing your body as well."
He reached up and grabbed an arm, then pulled her down
onto his lap, so that his erect cock was pushing
against her back. "Here, let me help you," he grunted,
tugging up at the back of Shannon's sweatshirt.
"No, Valeri! Stop that, and let me go!" Shannon jumped
up and whirled to face her naked chief. "This wasn't
part of the deal!" She glared down at him and spat out:
"I do not intend to be naked with either of you!"
Korzun at once reached for his clothes and stood up,
saying: "All right, I accept that. But you and Nikolai
will be reported during the next transmission to earth."
He pulled on his pants and started to leave the
cubicle.
"NO, WAIT!" Shannon shouted. Doubt and fear had made
her cry out. For the first time in her life she didn't
feel in control of her own destiny. She hated this man,
and she loathed herself for being so weak, and making
such a mess of everything. "OK, I'll undress for you,
but you'll have to keep your hands off me. Do you
understand?"
Korzun turned back and swiftly took off his pants
again. Smiling, he sat down once more on Shannon's bunk
and waited for the show.
She looked coldly at her tormenter, wishing she could
turn a knob and jettison him into outer space. Instead
she slowly pulled her sweatshirt up over her head and
threw it to the floor.
Korzun shouted his appreciation. "Wonderful! Truly
wonderful! In my country it is hard to find a woman who
can go without a bra and still look so inviting!"
Shannon flushed with embarrassment, and just a little
pride. She'd always had nice knockers, and she knew it.
Still standing in front of Korzun, and striking a
defiant pose, Shannon pushed her running shorts down
and stepped out of them. She stood proudly naked in
front of this man who obviously desired her.
The thought of teasing him crossed her mind, but was
quickly rejected. She wasn't as confident about this
encounter as she would normally have been. She didn't
want to start anything that he might feel he had to
finish. Besides, having counted on a nine-month stint
in space, she was off the pill and had no other means
of birth control. Who'd have thought...!?
With no further hesitation, Shannon dropped to her
knees between Valeri's legs and grasped his huge cock
with both hands. She figured that the sooner she got
him off, the sooner she could get dressed and out of
danger. Without any preamble, therefore, she began to
stroke his shaft, using both hands, up and down.
Meanwhile, Korzun sat back and closed his eyes, softly
grunting each time Shannon's hand completed a downward
pull on his sensitive shaft. She watched his monster-
cock grow even bigger, especially the head, as he
became increasingly excited by her hand action.
She was surprised to find herself enjoying what she was
doing. Korzun's organ was so big that it made for a
quite new experience for her. She wondered if he'd have
more sperm than Nikolai. Korzun had been cooped up in
MIR-19 for almost twice as long as Nikolai, and the
size of his balls matched that of his cock! The fact
that she was enjoying masturbating Korzun made Shannon
feel less upset about why she was doing it at all.
In fact, she had to admit she was more excited than
she'd ever been! She was so aroused, she felt as if she
was dripping on the floor.
Without warning, and because Shannon had had been
concentrating on her own arousal, Korzun was able to
take hold of her breasts without the struggle he might
have expected just a few minutes earlier. He fingered
her nipples with slow deliberation, and she couldn't
help the slight moan that escaped her lips.
He continued playing with her breasts, while Shannon
threw her head back and closed her eyes to luxuriate
in the sensations, still maintaining her hands' rhythm
on the commander's pulsing cock shaft.
Suddenly, and in one swift movement, Korzun grabbed
Shannon by the waist and lifted her smaller body onto
his lap, facing him. Her legs were on either side of
his thighs, and his magnificent tool throbbed against
her taut belly.
Holding tight to Korzun's organ with both hands
throughout this maneuver, Shannon kept up the
masturbatory rhythm, hoping she might bring him off
before they both succumbed to the heat of the moment.
Korzun began to move her body up and down, rubbing it
against his erection in time with her movements.
Shannon was so excited by the sight of his huge tool
moving against her stomach, that she could barely stand
it. In a final effort to make him ejaculate before he
inevitably tried to fuck her, she bent down and tried
to take the head of his monster into her mouth and
bring him off that way, but Korzun prevented her.
Shannon was now almost helpless from her own need. She
wanted, desperately, to stop things before they went
any further, but her body and mind were mesmerized by
the sexual activity in the little cubicle. When Korzun
gently lifted her towards his waiting pole, she could
only whimper.
She started to hyperventilate when he brought her pussy
lips up to his swollen cock-head. She didn't resist,
just kept looking down between them in awe as her body
was maneuvered over Korzun's huge organ, in an attempt
to find the perfect position and angle.
Shannon had quite forgotten why she was there, and was
no longer worrying about any possible consequences. She
just wanted to watch this magnificent cock parting her
pussy lips, and stretching her open. The feeling was
painful, and also something else.
She bounced up and down on his lap almost like a rag
doll as, inch by inch, his fleshy pole disappeared
inside her. She gazed, fascinated, at her stretched
pussy lips when at last she came to rest, firmly
impaled upon the huge cock-shaft.
Shannon had never felt so full before. The feeling of
having this man's monster-cock thrust to the hilt
inside her tight opening was totally new to her. And
she liked it... In fact, she liked it a lot.
She began to sway from side to side, feeling Korzun's
cock move inside her, and she bit back a scream of
ecstasy when an unexpected orgasm rose from deep
inside. "OH FUCK! OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD!" she screamed,
unable to stop herself.
As her orgasm continued unabated, Shannon began to gasp
for breath. What was happening to her? She'd never
orgasmed anything like that before! Just as she felt
about to faint, she felt Korzun's body stiffen.
Looking down at where they were joined, Shannon watched
him humping as he came inside her. She was amazed to
see his white sperm jetting out around his pumping
shaft with each thrust; he was so big there wasn't
enough room for his sperm inside her.
Soon little globs of pearly sperm were gently floating
in the reduced atmosphere of her cubicle, finally
settling on floor and wall plates.
With a final, Herculean, thrust and a loud grunt,
Korzun shot his last spasm of seed and slumped back
against the bulkhead, taking the young American beauty
with him to lie on his heaving chest.
They were both breathing like greyhounds that had just
finished a race. Shannon was still impaled upon
Korzun's oversized cock, but it hardly seemed to matter
any more.
*
"A pretty sight, I must say!" It was Nikolai who spoke,
standing at the entrance to Shannon's cubicle. She shot
him a tired look of surrender as he walked into the
room and lifted her off her partner.
Quickly undoing his own pants, Nikolai gently lowered
Shannon to the floor onto her hands and knees before
kneeling down behind her.
It took no great effort for him to gain entrance to her
well-used pussy. His prick slipped right in among all
the sexual slime resulting from her, and Korzun's,
recent activity. She just remained on all fours while
Nikolai hovered over her, humping her as if she was an
animal in heat.
Her mind was in turmoil, because she felt herself
reaching another sexual pinnacle. How could this be?
She'd had a few orgasms with men before this. Most of
the really deep pleasure she'd ever had she'd given to
herself. But here were these two Russian men driving
her crazy like an animal.
Nikolai's body tensed as he felt himself ready to come
into Shannon. Her warm, well-used cunt had felt so good
to him that he was unable to hold out for long.
"NO! Wait, Niko! I need to come too! Don't do it yet,
please!" Shannon cried out.
But it was already too late. Even as she made her plea,
Nikolai was already pumping his seed into her.
After a few more thrusts he sank down onto Shannon's
back, forcing her smaller body to the floor under his
weight. She lay there, her pussy throbbing for release,
and her frustration almost unbearable.
Suddenly Nikolai was thrust to one side, and Korzun
knelt over her. His monster-cock, now at half-mast,
brushed against her face. He disappeared from her
field of vision, and then the most incredible thing
happened!
He put his mouth between her legs and began to lick
and suck at her needy nether parts. He was an expert
cunt-sucker, and the feeling was incredible! She felt
him sucking and licking the sperm from her used pussy,
while his tongue also lapped at her pleasure button.
It was heavenly!
Another moment, and Shannon was screaming again in
new-found ecstasy. It was just too much that every
time Korzun ran his tongue across her taut clitoris
her mind went blank with another orgasmic flash.
At last she couldn't take any more and, pushing
Korzun's face out from between her legs, she rolled
over into a fetal position.
*
After that first day, Shannon discovered that something
about reduced gravity enhanced the sex act. She found
herself continually thinking about sex. Of course, men
being men, her colleagues were always ready to help her
out. And so it went on for her nine months aboard the
MIR-19.
They accomplished more than any other team, and Mission
Control was always complimenting them on their
efficiency and accuracy. As a matter of fact, NASA
decided that when Shannon's time was up they would
replace her with Karen Anderson, another up-and-coming
female astronaut.
Apparently NASA was thinking that introducing a female
astronaut had worked so well they just might make it
permanent.
When her last day arrived and the shuttlecraft was
attached to the MIR-19, Shannon had her doubts. What
would they think when she got back and had her baby
within a month or so of her return? And Karen...
should she say anything to her? Naw ... let her find
out.
By Kristen Kathleen Becker
Shannon Bennet could barely think; the tremendous
pressure she was experiencing was even more than she
had been prepared to expect. At 20-plus G's her mind
was numb, and she felt herself blacking out.
Fear and excitement coursed through her tense body,
each emotion battling for domination. To help combat
the stress that threatened to overpower her senses,
Shannon thought back to the events that had put her
in the padded seat aboard the Space Shuttle Atlantis,
heading for a nine-month mission on the Russian Space
Station MIR-19.
It had been a long ride, much longer than the two days,
three hours, 49 minutes that this journey to the
MIR-19 would take. It started four years ago, almost to
the day.
Shannon's mind ranged back to those first days of
training in Star City, Russia; the shared training with
her fellow-astronauts and the MIR-19's primary and
backup crew members.
How strange everything had been back then. She was
amazed how comforting those memories were to her in
the present stressful situation.
This seventh joint mission to the MIR-19 was critical.
A lot was riding on her unique experience as a top
systems analyst. She was the best flight systems
specialist at NASA, and that was the only reason she
was there. Shannon knew that the bigwigs at Mission
Control hadn't really wanted a woman for this mission.
With a faint smile, she thought: 'Well, you just
don't have a choice now, do you?'
It had been a tough, uphill fight to get to the top,
but she'd made it. It was truly the best feeling she'd
ever had, finding that she'd won a place on this
mission.
As the sounds of a distant mechanical voice popped and
crackled in her earphones, she was brought back to the
present. "STS-89 Atlantis, this is Ground Control.
Please remit status in 10..."
Shannon knew the main boosters were about to fall away
and, sure enough, within seconds of the ground contact,
there was a bump, then silence... What a feeling, to be
released from the titanic force of the booster engines
and to be in the silence of space, drifting toward
their destination at 17,800 miles per hour!
Shannon heard Mike Warren, mission commander, respond
loud and clear: "Mission control, STS-89, status clear,
time Zulu 0098/24, AOK."
She was glad to know for sure that everything had
gone well. No matter how exciting a space mission might
be, there was always an underlying fear that something
would go wrong.
Mike turned in his padded seat and smiled at her,
giving a thumbs-up sign. "We're on our way! What a
sight, huh?"
Shannon looked out through the superplex view screen,
and agreed it was truly awe-inspiring ... space in its
enormity. Yes, it was truly humbling.
*
The next two days were uneventful. The daily routine
was simple, devised to reach their destination as fast
as possible: Keep the instruments transmitting; eat;
sleep; stay alert. One thing Shannon wasn't too happy
about was the waste management system. She'd never
gotten used to peeing through a catheter, and was
looking forward to the gravity cell on MIR-19. There'd
be a toilet there that would work more or less
normally, even a static shower, and after two days in
space that seemed like a luxury.
They were now in MIR-19's vicinity. Their equipment
told them the station should be visible, but though
Shannon had been looking intently for the Russian space
vehicle she was still unable to see anything man-made.
Just then a shout in her earphone exclaimed: "Look at
that!"
She quickly looked round, and saw a strange metallic
shape moving past their craft.
The commander said: "Space crud. We must be close to
the MIR now. Kind of a shame that man has to dump his
garbage into space."
Shannon looked carefully at the object sailing by, and
noted that it was a net bag, full of refuse; she saw a
'Coke' can in the garbage held together by the net.
"Well, it looks like they get all the comforts of
home," she murmured, to no one in particular.
Suddenly a shining star appeared ... No, it was the
sun, reflecting off the MIR's solar array. How beau-
tiful it looked, hanging there in space, all bright
and shiny.
Shannon had heard so much about the ageing space
station that she'd pictured it a rusting hulk, or
pitted shell. But this craft looked almost new, at
least from a distance.
*
Docking was a real effort. Even with the NASA-designed
module, it took almost three hours before the air-locks
could be safely opened.
The first thing Shannon saw through the open hatch was
the face of Nikolai Budarin. He had smoky gray eyes,
pitch-black hair and a smiling face. She had trained
with Nikolai almost a year and a half ago. He was from
Kirya settlement, Chuvashia, Russia, and he had a wife,
Marina, and two sons.
He reached through the hatch, and said in Russian:
"Shannon, good to see you again!"
Another of Shannon's many talents was that she could
speak Russian fluently, while her fellow NASA crew-
members had only rudimentary Russian-language skills.
She radiated her warmest smile at Nikolai and said:
"I'm happy to see you too, Niko. I've also been looking
forward to getting out of this suit and into something
a little more comfortable." Smiling broadly, Nikolai
pulled her through the hatch into the space station.
Over the next five hours all the supplies were trans-
ferred, and Scott Miller, her colleague who had been
on the station for the past six months, was back aboard
the Atlantis. There was no time to waste on this trip.
The Atlantis had her own mission to complete, and was
scheduled to leave right after transfer was complete.
Shannon watched as the two crafts parted and her fellow
American crew-members disappeared into the night of
outer space.
Nikolai was watching Shannon's face as she leaned into
the observation bubble to watch her friends sail away
on their mission. He was glad she was there, having
always been fascinated by her almost male drive. Yes,
he was a liberated citizen of a country that had
dropped the bourgeois notion that women are the fairer
sex.
However, if the truth be known, his society was as
sexist as any other, and it amazed him to see a female
with such a drive to succeed. It was a great turn-on
for him, since he was used to little women, who stood
behind their men. It's what he thought he wanted when
he married Marina.
As the last trace of the Atlantis disappeared into
space, Shannon turned back to her new surroundings.
She noticed that the only other occupant of their
little world, Valeri Korzun, the MIR-19 commander, was
staring at her.
She wasn't sure, but she thought she saw a glint in his
eye that might spell trouble in the future. Shannon had
always been good at reading people's intentions; it was
one reason why she'd been so successful in her career.
She'd always been aware of her striking good looks.
Sometimes they'd been a hindrance. Men always responded
to her appearance, sometimes not taking her as serious-
ly as she deserved; at least, until they got to know
her. This Korzun fellow looked as if he might be one of
those.
Thinking about it, Shannon realized that the man had
been in that confined space for almost a year. Maybe he
was just a little uptight; if so, she couldn't really
blame him under the circumstances.
That night, after sorting out her personal space
arrangements, Shannon found herself was more than ready
for a sleep period.
After dinner she could hardly keep her eyes open. The
events of the day must have been tougher on her than
she'd supposed. So, with an apology, she took herself
off to bed.
She was grateful that the MIR-19 space station's small
pressurization allowed the wearing of normal clothing.
She was also glad to have changed into her uniform of
the day: running shorts, sweatshirt and aerobic shoes.
They would comprise her uniform for the next nine
months, she thought, just before drifting into dream-
less slumber.
*
Shannon's eyes snapped open. Something, or someone,
was touching her thigh. She quickly moved into a
defensive posture and glared at ... NIKOLAI! "What in
hell do you think you're doing, Niko?" She was shocked
that her friend could behave like that to a profes-
sional colleague. Sure, maybe that Korzun guy, but not
Niko!
"Shannon, I'm sorry. It's just that I've been here so
many months, and I've really got to have relief. You
looked so inviting, and we are friends, after all. I
thought you might help me with ..." His voice tailed
away and his eyes fell to the floor plates.
"I can't believe you said that, Niko! You sound like a
teenage boy," Shannon said, in an exasperated tone.
Nikolai's reply came in an earnest whisper: "That's all
very well for you to say. You're a rich American, and
you people get your own compartments, while Korzun and
I must share a small space together. When can a man
find relief if he has no privacy?"
"Well, this is hardly private now, is it? There are
two of us here, just like there are two of you out
there," Shannon whispered back, frowning at the dark-
haired young man.
Nikolai looked earnestly up at her from his crouching
position beside her bunk. "I am a man, and you are a
woman. There is no shame to have sexual things between
a man and a woman. But there is between two men."
"Well you can forget it, Niko, 'cause while I'm here
there still won't be any sex between a man and a
woman."
"Shannon, even if we do not have actual 'sex' you could
still help me so much. Please, Shannon. I beg you."
He was looking really uncomfortable, and when Shannon's
gaze moved from his face to his body she saw that he
was covering his crotch.
"But, Nikolai, you're married, and you have children.
What you ask isn't right," she said.
Nikolai didn't reply this time; he stood up and sat on
the edge of Shannon's bunk. While she watched, the
young cosmonaut unzipped his trousers and, to Shannon's
surprise, a fully erect penis surged out through the
opening. She'd expected to see bulging underwear, but
he obviously wasn't wearing any.
He looked at her pleadingly while she contemplated his
erection, which was pointing straight toward the
ceiling. He did look interesting. He also appeared
truly distressed, Shannon thought, a little guiltily.
Then she had an idea. Perhaps she could carry out a
scientific study into the sexual drive of men in con-
ditions of weightlessness. She hesitated a moment
longer, then tentatively reached out a hand and touched
the man's throbbing member.
She pulled back sharply when he almost jumped to a
standing position at her touch.
"I apologize, Shannon. Please continue. I promise to
hold still, but you startled me for a moment. I am
quite painfully aroused to be here with you."
Shannon reached out again for the stiff member and
smoothed her hand along its long hot shaft. She
marveled at Nikolai's response; his whole body was
trembling at her simple touch. She gently grasped his
cock and began pulling at the taut skin of the smooth
shaft as she began to masturbate her friend.
Shannon had another surprise when Niko began shooting
sperm onto her and into the almost weightless air in
her bunk area after just three or four pumping motions,
gasping aloud as he came.
She stopped her hand action and reached for a cloth as
quickly as she could. Nikolai took over from her when
she stopped, and continued frantically pumping his
swollen cock, spurting his seed into the cloth that
Shannon held out for that purpose.
At last, after at least 10 huge spurts of come,
followed by lesser dribbles, Nikolai slumped onto the
bunk with a huge sigh of relief.
It was hard to believe one man could have manufactured
so much sperm, but it was so in Nikolai's case. Shannon
began to giggle quietly at the sight of this big man so
obviously dependent on her. It was a new feeling for
her.
As she looked at Nikolai's recumbent form, sexual
images began filtering into her mind. Impulsively she
leaned over and began to lick the still-erect penis.
She'd done this in the past for several of her boy-
friends, and knew how much men liked it.
She thought it would be interesting to see what effect
it would have on a man who had come just once in over
six months.
It had the desired effect, Nikolai beginning to groan
aloud as Shannon moved her tongue over the surface of
his bloated sex organ. Encouraged by his reaction, she
took his cockhead as deep into her mouth as she could,
swirling her tongue around the shaft at the same time.
She admitted to herself that he felt delicious against
her tongue, and that his reaction to her ministrations
were making her quite wet.
In something less than a minute, Shannon's mouth filled
up with Niko's hot sticky come. She immediately pulled
her mouth off the swollen spurting cock, collecting the
residue of the sperm in her palm while Niko's hips
thrust backand forth as he desperately emptied his body
of the rest of his unwanted seed.
As his orgasm came to an end he slowed his humping
motions and opened his eyes, just in time to see
Shannon licking his sperm from her palm. It was the
most erotic thing he'd ever seen, this beautiful
American girl drinking his hot Russian sperm. He was
consumed with lust for her; he didn't know whether he
could live if she refused him sex after this.
They both looked up, startled, when Commander Valeri
Korzun suddenly entered the compartment. He gaped at
the scene. Nikolai lay sprawled, semi-naked, on the
American woman's bunk, and what he realized was that
his fellow-cosmonaut's come was dripping from her lips.
Shannon, remembering herself, now jumped up, almost
hitting her head against the bulkhead, at the same time
offloading Nikolai onto the floor.
Korzun saw fear cross her face. This episode could end
Shannon's career, as well as Nikolai's. Korzun liked
that. He liked to have the upper hand. He'd wanted to
have the American woman when he first saw her. He also
knew that she'd rejected him at the beginning. He could
tell that right away. It didn't matter. If she was
enough of a slut to have sexual relations with Nikolai,
then she was going to have them with him too.
Thoughts like this ran through Valeri Korzun's brain
as he watched the couple squirming around, trying to
clean up the mess they'd made.
Without a word, he turned around in the cubicle
entrance and returned to his own bunk. If Nikolai and
Shannon could have seen his face, they would have found
it wearing a satisfied smile.
*
When the sleep period was officially over, Shannon
reluctantly joined the other crew members. She wasn't
at all happy about what had happened five hours
earlier. How could she have done that? Sure, she'd felt
sorry for Nikolai, and she had, she guessed, thought it
would do no harm to give him a helping hand, so to
speak. But, looking back at the event, she realized it
had been a huge mistake, and she now dreaded facing
both men.
What Shannon didn't know was that things were worse
even than she imagined. When Nikolai left her cubicle
hours earlier, Valeri Korzun had confronted him, and
said that unless he, Korzun, could participate in their
sexual activities he would report both Shannon and
Nikolai.
As a participant, of course, he'd have to keep quiet.
He also said that he'd been on the station twice as
long as Nikolai, and therefore needed sex with a woman
twice as much as Nikolai did.
Nikolai was at first upset by these suggestions, but
he soon understood that if he couldn't convince the
American that it was in her interests to cooperate,
they'd both be disgraced and thrown out of the space
program.
*
Shannon stepped hesitantly from her cubicle into the
main cabin. She intended trying to pretend that nothing
had happened, and was determined to keep on the
straight and narrow from now on. Korzun immediately
came toward her.
In a gruff Russian voice he said: "We will return to
your room, woman. I need to have sex with you."
Shannon started, and swung around to stare at the man
as if he'd hit her. "What are you saying, Valeri?
Please don't be so rude! I won't stand for it; do you
understand me?"
"I understand you very well," he answered. "In my
country we know how to treat your kind. How do you say
it? Barefoot, pregnant, and in the kitchen!" He laughed
harshly at his own joke while Nikolai stood behind him,
a sour expression on his face.
Shannon appealed to Nikolai: "Please tell him that it
wasn't sex we had. Tell him, Niko!"
Nikolai looked ruefully at her. "Shannon, we have been
caught, and now have no choice but to be nice to
Commander Korzun. Do you want to stay in the Shuttle-
MIR program? If you are nice to him, he will be in the
same boat as us, and could not speak against us without
harming himself."
Shannon stood with her feet firmly planted, looking at
Nikolai as if he were a bug on a dissecting table. She
then looked at Korzun, and knew instantly what she had
to do. She'd have to get Valeri off first, and then,
probably, have to keep doing the same for both men for
the whole of her assigned time on the station.
Well, if that was what it took... She was a big girl,
she'd gotten herself into this situation, and she could
handle a little male masturbation if that would get her
out of it.
"Okay, Valeri. Quit standing there and come into my
room, and we'll get this over with!" She shot a
disgusted glance over her shoulder at Nikolai as she
followed Korzun into her cubicle.
Once inside, Shannon said in a matter-of-fact voice:
"Look, Valeri, I guess I understand where you're coming
from, being here without any privacy for over a year.
I'm willing to masturbate you, and Nikolai too, but not
every day, and nothing more than masturbation. That
little scene you saw last sleep period was a mistake,
and I don't plan on giving any more blow-jobs.
Understood?"
Korzun unsnapped his pants, then lowered both pants and
underwear in one motion. Shannon was surprised to see
how fit he looked. He was very pale, having been
'inside' for over a year, but his stomach muscles
rippled as he stood erect. And speaking of 'erect', he
had the largest man-pole she'd ever seen. It had to be
at least ten inches long, and she wasn't even sure that
she could get her fingertips to touch around the shaft.
It looked amazing.
He swaggered over to her bunk and sat down. Taking his
pants the rest of the way off, and pulling his sweat-
shirt off over his head, he sat back naked, looking at
her. "Well, why don't you undress, woman?"
Shannon answered: "I don't need to do that to get you
off, Valeri. You just sit there and let me do my thing,
okay?" She stepped up to Korzun and reached for his
monster cock.
"Not so fast, woman! I like my women to be naked ... It
makes us more equal. I don't want just to be mastur-
bated. I want the pleasure of seeing your body as well."
He reached up and grabbed an arm, then pulled her down
onto his lap, so that his erect cock was pushing
against her back. "Here, let me help you," he grunted,
tugging up at the back of Shannon's sweatshirt.
"No, Valeri! Stop that, and let me go!" Shannon jumped
up and whirled to face her naked chief. "This wasn't
part of the deal!" She glared down at him and spat out:
"I do not intend to be naked with either of you!"
Korzun at once reached for his clothes and stood up,
saying: "All right, I accept that. But you and Nikolai
will be reported during the next transmission to earth."
He pulled on his pants and started to leave the
cubicle.
"NO, WAIT!" Shannon shouted. Doubt and fear had made
her cry out. For the first time in her life she didn't
feel in control of her own destiny. She hated this man,
and she loathed herself for being so weak, and making
such a mess of everything. "OK, I'll undress for you,
but you'll have to keep your hands off me. Do you
understand?"
Korzun turned back and swiftly took off his pants
again. Smiling, he sat down once more on Shannon's bunk
and waited for the show.
She looked coldly at her tormenter, wishing she could
turn a knob and jettison him into outer space. Instead
she slowly pulled her sweatshirt up over her head and
threw it to the floor.
Korzun shouted his appreciation. "Wonderful! Truly
wonderful! In my country it is hard to find a woman who
can go without a bra and still look so inviting!"
Shannon flushed with embarrassment, and just a little
pride. She'd always had nice knockers, and she knew it.
Still standing in front of Korzun, and striking a
defiant pose, Shannon pushed her running shorts down
and stepped out of them. She stood proudly naked in
front of this man who obviously desired her.
The thought of teasing him crossed her mind, but was
quickly rejected. She wasn't as confident about this
encounter as she would normally have been. She didn't
want to start anything that he might feel he had to
finish. Besides, having counted on a nine-month stint
in space, she was off the pill and had no other means
of birth control. Who'd have thought...!?
With no further hesitation, Shannon dropped to her
knees between Valeri's legs and grasped his huge cock
with both hands. She figured that the sooner she got
him off, the sooner she could get dressed and out of
danger. Without any preamble, therefore, she began to
stroke his shaft, using both hands, up and down.
Meanwhile, Korzun sat back and closed his eyes, softly
grunting each time Shannon's hand completed a downward
pull on his sensitive shaft. She watched his monster-
cock grow even bigger, especially the head, as he
became increasingly excited by her hand action.
She was surprised to find herself enjoying what she was
doing. Korzun's organ was so big that it made for a
quite new experience for her. She wondered if he'd have
more sperm than Nikolai. Korzun had been cooped up in
MIR-19 for almost twice as long as Nikolai, and the
size of his balls matched that of his cock! The fact
that she was enjoying masturbating Korzun made Shannon
feel less upset about why she was doing it at all.
In fact, she had to admit she was more excited than
she'd ever been! She was so aroused, she felt as if she
was dripping on the floor.
Without warning, and because Shannon had had been
concentrating on her own arousal, Korzun was able to
take hold of her breasts without the struggle he might
have expected just a few minutes earlier. He fingered
her nipples with slow deliberation, and she couldn't
help the slight moan that escaped her lips.
He continued playing with her breasts, while Shannon
threw her head back and closed her eyes to luxuriate
in the sensations, still maintaining her hands' rhythm
on the commander's pulsing cock shaft.
Suddenly, and in one swift movement, Korzun grabbed
Shannon by the waist and lifted her smaller body onto
his lap, facing him. Her legs were on either side of
his thighs, and his magnificent tool throbbed against
her taut belly.
Holding tight to Korzun's organ with both hands
throughout this maneuver, Shannon kept up the
masturbatory rhythm, hoping she might bring him off
before they both succumbed to the heat of the moment.
Korzun began to move her body up and down, rubbing it
against his erection in time with her movements.
Shannon was so excited by the sight of his huge tool
moving against her stomach, that she could barely stand
it. In a final effort to make him ejaculate before he
inevitably tried to fuck her, she bent down and tried
to take the head of his monster into her mouth and
bring him off that way, but Korzun prevented her.
Shannon was now almost helpless from her own need. She
wanted, desperately, to stop things before they went
any further, but her body and mind were mesmerized by
the sexual activity in the little cubicle. When Korzun
gently lifted her towards his waiting pole, she could
only whimper.
She started to hyperventilate when he brought her pussy
lips up to his swollen cock-head. She didn't resist,
just kept looking down between them in awe as her body
was maneuvered over Korzun's huge organ, in an attempt
to find the perfect position and angle.
Shannon had quite forgotten why she was there, and was
no longer worrying about any possible consequences. She
just wanted to watch this magnificent cock parting her
pussy lips, and stretching her open. The feeling was
painful, and also something else.
She bounced up and down on his lap almost like a rag
doll as, inch by inch, his fleshy pole disappeared
inside her. She gazed, fascinated, at her stretched
pussy lips when at last she came to rest, firmly
impaled upon the huge cock-shaft.
Shannon had never felt so full before. The feeling of
having this man's monster-cock thrust to the hilt
inside her tight opening was totally new to her. And
she liked it... In fact, she liked it a lot.
She began to sway from side to side, feeling Korzun's
cock move inside her, and she bit back a scream of
ecstasy when an unexpected orgasm rose from deep
inside. "OH FUCK! OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD!" she screamed,
unable to stop herself.
As her orgasm continued unabated, Shannon began to gasp
for breath. What was happening to her? She'd never
orgasmed anything like that before! Just as she felt
about to faint, she felt Korzun's body stiffen.
Looking down at where they were joined, Shannon watched
him humping as he came inside her. She was amazed to
see his white sperm jetting out around his pumping
shaft with each thrust; he was so big there wasn't
enough room for his sperm inside her.
Soon little globs of pearly sperm were gently floating
in the reduced atmosphere of her cubicle, finally
settling on floor and wall plates.
With a final, Herculean, thrust and a loud grunt,
Korzun shot his last spasm of seed and slumped back
against the bulkhead, taking the young American beauty
with him to lie on his heaving chest.
They were both breathing like greyhounds that had just
finished a race. Shannon was still impaled upon
Korzun's oversized cock, but it hardly seemed to matter
any more.
*
"A pretty sight, I must say!" It was Nikolai who spoke,
standing at the entrance to Shannon's cubicle. She shot
him a tired look of surrender as he walked into the
room and lifted her off her partner.
Quickly undoing his own pants, Nikolai gently lowered
Shannon to the floor onto her hands and knees before
kneeling down behind her.
It took no great effort for him to gain entrance to her
well-used pussy. His prick slipped right in among all
the sexual slime resulting from her, and Korzun's,
recent activity. She just remained on all fours while
Nikolai hovered over her, humping her as if she was an
animal in heat.
Her mind was in turmoil, because she felt herself
reaching another sexual pinnacle. How could this be?
She'd had a few orgasms with men before this. Most of
the really deep pleasure she'd ever had she'd given to
herself. But here were these two Russian men driving
her crazy like an animal.
Nikolai's body tensed as he felt himself ready to come
into Shannon. Her warm, well-used cunt had felt so good
to him that he was unable to hold out for long.
"NO! Wait, Niko! I need to come too! Don't do it yet,
please!" Shannon cried out.
But it was already too late. Even as she made her plea,
Nikolai was already pumping his seed into her.
After a few more thrusts he sank down onto Shannon's
back, forcing her smaller body to the floor under his
weight. She lay there, her pussy throbbing for release,
and her frustration almost unbearable.
Suddenly Nikolai was thrust to one side, and Korzun
knelt over her. His monster-cock, now at half-mast,
brushed against her face. He disappeared from her
field of vision, and then the most incredible thing
happened!
He put his mouth between her legs and began to lick
and suck at her needy nether parts. He was an expert
cunt-sucker, and the feeling was incredible! She felt
him sucking and licking the sperm from her used pussy,
while his tongue also lapped at her pleasure button.
It was heavenly!
Another moment, and Shannon was screaming again in
new-found ecstasy. It was just too much that every
time Korzun ran his tongue across her taut clitoris
her mind went blank with another orgasmic flash.
At last she couldn't take any more and, pushing
Korzun's face out from between her legs, she rolled
over into a fetal position.
*
After that first day, Shannon discovered that something
about reduced gravity enhanced the sex act. She found
herself continually thinking about sex. Of course, men
being men, her colleagues were always ready to help her
out. And so it went on for her nine months aboard the
MIR-19.
They accomplished more than any other team, and Mission
Control was always complimenting them on their
efficiency and accuracy. As a matter of fact, NASA
decided that when Shannon's time was up they would
replace her with Karen Anderson, another up-and-coming
female astronaut.
Apparently NASA was thinking that introducing a female
astronaut had worked so well they just might make it
permanent.
When her last day arrived and the shuttlecraft was
attached to the MIR-19, Shannon had her doubts. What
would they think when she got back and had her baby
within a month or so of her return? And Karen...
should she say anything to her? Naw ... let her find
out.